Age 59, I’m a wiser, sexier, sweeter doctoral student!
Live your best life…
,This Single Lady Enjoys Life
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Try My Person
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TRY MY PERSON…
I am right.
I am ripe.
I am sweet.
I am considerate.
I am neat.
I am loving.
I am kind.
I am genuine.
I am intelligent.
I am rare.
I am fair.
I am true.
I am direct.
I am all of this and beyond.
I am dear…
365 days a year.
Poetry by Tonnette Collier
12-29-2018
God Created Me
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You define beauty
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we’re special designs God adores
We live in a world of make believe. Folk trying to get their sexy on, body alterations and so on. God made EVERYONE beautiful in His eyes, His liking. Love yourself and don’t be concerned with other people’s thoughts, staring or mean gestures.
Be UNIQUELY you!
God knows if I did not apply sunblock every day, I would be a different BEAUTIFUL.
Always me
Flowing Word Truths
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FLOWING WORD TRUTHS
Dreams are to be lived
Promises can be broken
Real love makes the world go around
So cry in laughter
And smile in sorrow
For nothing is greater than another tomorrow
See the moon with closed eyes
And feel the glistening sun
Remember the past
Rise forward with lunges and runs
Begin new beginnings
For many will come
Chase rainbows
And float on clouds
Look to the hills
Not crowds
Forgive enemies
Love every sweet angel
Take charge of life
Because…
Amazingness is YOU
Selflessness is YOU
Incredibleness is YOU
Written by Tonnette Collier
May 18, 2018
The Poetry of I am ME
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With stunning eyes, lips heartly shaped, a mind of thoughtful thoughts, I carry the gift to love always, be forever true. Embracing God’s beauty, I am me, completely gratified by who I am. To love my Author, to love His Son, to love you, to love me, to bestow acts of kindness on the world, I am me.
Blessed with caramel layered, peanut butter smooth skin and hands to dispense gentle touches, I am me. Walking confidently with hips that royally gyrate from right to left, boldly expressing my African ancestry of queen sistahness. I am me, pleasingly profound.
Peacefully shinning like a morning sun, I am me endlessly standing with warm smiles to brighten any pathway, illuminating through uncertainty and cheerfully reigning through trials. I am me.
Godly, womanly ways with impeccable strengths serve as natural roots connecting my femininity, my style. And pure sweetness resonates from this heart, this soul. I am me.
A wordsmith of intellectual expressions that derive from creative interpretations wooing one’s mind, I am me. Gestures of certainty solidifies my quest to motivate, to stimulate, to lift spirits, to mesmerize and to entice destinies soaring beyond ordinary, I am me.
Bestowed upon this vessel are pillars of hope, pillars of wisdom, pillars of stewardship, I am me. Resting on God’s wings of love year after year, day by day because I am destined for heavenly ground, I will always be…I am me.
Written by Tonnette Collier
December 28-31, 2016
Colored Stars
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On the shores I rest my eyes,
as night skies look down on me.
Colored stars are gleaming,
speaking sweetly into the wind.
Royal blue winked with a misty shine,
it is I my sistah here to mesmerize your heart, mesmerize your mind.
East of the little dipper stood emerald green all bold. It is I my sistah here to embrace your body and soul.
Clutching the moon top, juicy masculine brown lips all tender and warm. It is I my sistah here blissfully puckered with a gentle kiss into the wild.
Orange danced gracefully and radiantly laughed. It is I my sistah here to brighten your smile, make your eyes shine, spread light into your path.
Deep into the corner, arched purple with tiny wings of silver, sprinkling pearly water on my soul. It is I my sistah protecting your inner peace like precious diamonds in gold.
Arrows with ruby red flames captured the essence of my being. Saving my thoughts, loving my meaning. It is I my sistah your warrior, your guide.
Pink sapphire gems rested on shells beneath and between my toes. You are ever so dazzling, so beautiful to behold. It is I my sistah, shadows in your waves.
On the shores I rested my eyes,
as yellow skies looked down on me,
and where colored stars once gleamed.
Each unseen star spoke sweetly into the wind…
Awaken my sistah, let a new day begin.
Poetry by Tonnette Collier
Written: February 5 – March 15, 2018